Everybody's selling something
But do you have what I really need
A shield to protect me and keep the peace
My blood is running colder as we speak
So fuck our identity
In the blink of an eye
You'll be gone
Anger, sadness, stop this madness
Regretting emotions
Mixed up, I'm counting them all
Am I counting them wrong
It seems to never matter
When I say what I have to say
But I don't care to say anything anyway
Brighter, vicious patters from hell that since turned grey
Fuck my integrity
In the blink of an eye
You'll be gone
Anger, sadness, stop this madness
Regretting emotions
Mixed up, I'm counting them all
Am I counting them wrong
I'm counting them all
Am I counting them wrong
Anger, sadness, stop this madness
Regretting emotions
Mixed up, I'm counting them all
Am I counting them wrong
I'm counting them all
Am I counting them wrong
